“Pigs”

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The comfort in knowing Black Dice are still out there pulverizing the crap out of their instruments is matched by the discomfort their music can generate. It’s been a while since we heard from them-- 2009’s Repo was their last full-length-- but the passing years haven’t mellowed the Brooklyn trio. "Pigs", from the upcoming full-length Mr. Impossible, coheres in a way that some of their tracks don’t while still sounding like a group of lunatics let loose without supervision. An indecipherable vocal spews forth, reminiscent of Gibby Haynes’ maniacal jibber-jabber on Ministry’s "Jesus Built My Hotrod", while great clots of muddy bass emit a puss-like squelch. Everything on "Pigs" is drawn from primitivist impulses; the beat even sounds like a caveman banging on a rock with a bone, providing the song with its unrefined outline. That sense of ugly delirium, present in all the best Black Dice tracks, is gleefully intact here. It’s like breathing in a great blast of noxious air, causing you to momentarily lose your place in the world.